I Wish I Had a Candy Bar (With Salmiakki here)

Happy Birthday Crystal Huff! 👑🌟❤ 📚🎁🎂🎈🎀

Here’s a filk from me to you! The song is originally Sandi Thoms ”I wish I was a punk rocker”. It contains high amount of salmiakki.😉

Oh I wish I had a candy bar with salmiakki here
It tastes like heaven, tastes divine — like licorice with a flare!
I was born far away in a land where it’s rare
Oh, Salmiak is THE best thing that happened to this chair

At Loncon we served at the bar,
and everybody drank the tar
And flavour really mattered and salmiak was king

At the counter we were on a roll
We knew that we could win the whole
Super but still scary, tho, we didn’t know everything

Oh I wish I had a candy bar with salmiakki here
It tastes like heaven, tastes divine — like licorice with a flare!
I was born far away in a land where it’s rare
Oh, Salmiak is THE best thing that happened to this chair

When saunas still remained a myth
Our polarbear an unknown miss
Then some guy on TV, he said ”To moomin we set sail!”
When my Major Ursa was in her teens
And salmiak was still a dream
The only way to know Finland was by reading moomin tales

Oh I wish I had a candy bar with salmiakki here
It tastes like heaven, tastes divine — like licorice with a flare!
I was born far away in a land where it’s rare
Oh, Salmiak is THE best thing that happened to this chair

When Helsinki ran it’s last campaign
Ourr Worldcon then won in Spokane
And salmiakki vodka was just circling round the place
Fans were cheering all around
And Jukka said ”Another round!”
The conrunners always had some spare (and candy just in case)

Oh I wish I had a candy bar with salmiakki here
It tastes like heaven, tastes divine — like licorice with a flare!
I was born far away in a land where it’s rare
Oh, Salmiak is THE best thing that happened to this chair

I was born far away in a land where it’s rare
Oh, Salmiak is THE best thing that happened to this chair!

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No means no

Hi internet! I wrote a little song. You might recognize it from Opus ”Life is life.” It goes:

No No No No No!
No No No No No! (All together now!)
No No No No No!
No No No No No!

No!
No No No No No!
No means no!
No No No No No!
No-No-No-No-No-NO!
No No No No No!
No-o-o-o-No!
No No No No No!

When we all understand this
We all show respect
Every QUILTBAG every cis
No matter how erect
When you all want a sweet kiss
Make sure it’s correct
So everyone gives willingly
And that is our every policy

No means no.

No No No No No!
No means no!
No No No No No!
No means no!
No No No No No!
No-No-No-No-No-NO!
No No No No No!

No means no.
When we all understand this
No means no.
Come on stand up and say
No means no.
When the approval before the hug
No means no.
Is the accepted way to go

When we all understand this
We all show respect
Every QUILTBAG every cis
No matter how erect
When you all want a sweet kiss
Make sure it’s correct
So everyone gives willingly
Yeah that is our every policy

No means no.

No No No No No!
No means no!
No No No No No!
No-No-No-No-No-NO!
No No No No No!
No means no!
No No No No No!

NO!
No No No No No!
No No No No No!
No No No No No!
No No No No No!

No.
No No No No No!
No means no.
No No No No No!
No-o-o-o-No!
No No No No No!
No means no.
No No No No No!

And you say when it’s over
You tell them goodbye
How you want it in the future
Will not depend on your past
‘Cause we all have our limits
We all need respect

So everyone gives willingly
And that is our every policy
No means no.

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Smofs are smoffing

Smofs are smoffing (Melody: Bells Are Ringing, Mary Chapin Carpenter)

No badges, no gophers, no fees,
No program yet to admire
No parties, no new fans to greet,
No con bid’s t-shirt to acquire

Smofs are smoffing, all over the world.
Smofs are smoffing, searching for sites
Smofs are smoffing, all over the world,
All over the world tonight.

No workshops, no panels, no calls,
No filkers tuning the sound.
No green room, no new books to haul,
Just the promise of smoffing around

Smofs are smoffing, all over the world.
Smofs are smoffing, working all night
Smofs are smoffing, all over the world, all over the world tonight.

Wherever you’re skyping tonight, whoever you’re waiting for
Somehow, by the desk tops’s faint light,
Peace in your heart is restored.

‘Cause smofs are smoffing, all over the world.
Smofs are smoffing, making websites
Smofs are smoffing, all over the world, all over the world

Smofs are smoffing, all over the world.
Smofs are smoffing, sending invites
Smofs are smoffing, all over the world, all over the world tonight.

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Dead or alive?

It’s all the same, only the kings will change
Everyday, it seems we’re wastin’ away
I loath this place where the winters are so cold
I ride all night to get from Hardhome

I’m a bastard, on a cold wall up high
I’m the wanted Azor Ahai
Wanted, dead or alive

At Crasters Keep, some things went up in blaze
The people I lead always tend to disobey
Sometimes you count the days
By the brothers that have died
And times when you’re all alone all you do is think

I’m a bastard, on a cold wall up high
I’m the wanted (wanted) Azor Ahai
Wanted (wanted) dead or alive

All men must die!

(Yeah!)

I’m a bastard, on a cold wall up high
I’m the wanted Azor Ahai

I walk these keeps
A valyrian steel sword on my back
I kill the dead ’cause they may make it back
Night gathers, and now my watch begins
I’ve seen a million snowflakes
And I’ve tasted them all

I’m a bastard, on a cold wall up high
I’m the wanted (wanted) Azor Ahai
I’m a bastard, I got the crows on my side
I’m wanted (wanted) dead or alive

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Living on the wall

 

There’s somethin’ wrong with the white walkers
I don’t know what it is
Something’s wrong with their eyes

Their doin’ things in a different way
And Lord knows it ain’t his
Dead men should not rise

Livin’ on the wall
Livin’ on the wall
Livin’ on the wall
Livin’ on the wall

There’s somethin’ wrong with the wall today
The snowfall is getting worse
There’s eagles in the sky

If you can slay a giant
Or only pierce his hide
Then mister you’re a better man than I

[Chorus:]
Livin’ on the wall
You can’t hear the wildlings callin’
Livin’ on the wall
You can’t save yourself at all
Livin’ on the wall
You can’t stop yourself from fallin’
Livin’ on the wall

Tell me what you think about your sit-u-a-tion
Isolation – amputation
Is getting to you

The tickin’ clock tells you that the winter’s comin’
Even if it wasn’t would you still come running’
Back again
I bet you would my friend
Again & again & again & again & again

Tell me what you think about your sit-u-a-tion
Confrontation – Altercation
Is getting to you

If Olly little tells you that the sky is fallin’
Even if it was would you still know nothin’
Jon Snow
I bet you would my friend
Again & again & again & again

Someone’s right on the wall today
And everybody knows it’s Jon
And we can tell ‘im so or we could let him go
But I’d would rather be a hanging on
[Chorus]

Livin’ on the wall
Livin’ on the wall
Livin’ on the wall
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]

Livin’ on the wall
You can’t help yourself
You can’t save yourself
Livin’ on the wall
You can’t save yourself at all
Livin’ on the wall
You can’t help yourself
You can’t help yourself
Livin’ on the wall
You can’t help yourself
You can’t help yourself
Livin’ on the wall
You can’t help yourself from fallin’

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A few of my favourite things

Blood drops on noses and whispers of victims
Rusty old hinges on dark, dusty coffins
Small human packages tied up with strings
These are a few of my favorite things

Covered up mirrors and shy little virgins
Dark misty graveyards and some eerie music
Wild bats that fly with the moon on their wings
These are a few of my favorite things

Girls in white dresses with deep bloody gashes
No stake that stick to my chest and then latches
Silver white moonlight that lights up the limbs
These are a few of my favorite things

When the sun shines
When the blood dries
When I’m feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don’t feel so bad

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Keep calm!

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Möt Aska

Möt Aska

Aska är en vanlig bondkatt från Pello, Norrbotten. Hon och hennes syster föddes den 23 augusti 2004 och jag hämtade dem i november då de var 12 veckor. Egentligen skulle jag bara ha en katt, Aska, men det blev också Askas syster Sota. Historien om Sota kommer en annan dag.🙂

Aska var väldigt blyg och det är hon fortfarande, men bakom den där blygheten döljer sig en väldigt kärleksfull, gosig och intelligent katt. Hon har lärt sig att spela död på kommando, kan vacker tass och high five, samt att hon älskar att prata.

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Tonight we dine in Cleveland!

Nu när ”300: Rise of an empire” snart går på bio känns det som en bra grej att se om ”300” som pepp. Eller så kan man bara se denna video, så har ni handlingen i ett nötskal.

Video från Youtube.

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Snart är det fredagsmys!

Snart är det fredagsmys!

Ni ser väl till att bunkra upp med dillchipsen inför helgen? Och glöm inte att gå in på Fias Dillchipsklubb på Facebook och skriva om alla goda chips ni ätit i helgen.

 

Ps. Ursäkta  bildkvalitén, fotografen var något berusad. Still the best pic ävärr.😀

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